What an absolutely gorgeous morning, just picture perfect for a walk. Like Julie Andrews’ song “I Could Have Danced All Night” … well, I could have just kept walking and walking. While enroute to the Park, I saw a beautiful yellow Potentilla bush. I had one years ago but it became scraggly and leggy and I eventually pulled it out, but this one sure was pretty. I couldn’t remember if Potentillas had a scent, and I bent down to take a whiff of some of the flowers and I heard the unmistakable buzzing of bees. Wow! I peered through the bush and hadn’t seen the bumblebees on the other side of the bush. Wait! There were more down in between all the flowers just bobbing about partaking of sweet nectar. So … but for the buzzing, they blended right into that Potentilla bush. So what’s the buzz for this blog post? Lady luck was on my side and thankfully I heard the bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! That got me thinking about the bees buzzing and words that sound like the noises they are associated with. That dredged up a word I had not thought of since high school or college days: onomatopoeia. I think I kind of liked the way this word sounded (almost like some ornate dish of pasta or an Italian delicacy of some type) and that’s why I remembered it after all these years. Eons ago I had a delightful English teacher who fascinated our class with his extensive use of unusual words and phrases. Mr. Lorenz introduced the word onomatopoeia to us and explained its origin. He passed out a list of words, then encouraged us to think of more examples to add to his list. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz and buzz were near the very top of his list and have stuck in my head, but some others I remember were boom, fuzzy, zip and zoom. But there are many, many more – here, have a look:

We shouldn’t let the school kids have all the fun learning new things! At least this doesn’t involve homework and tests.

My boss is a wordsmith and learning new words is a hobby for him. He tells a tale that growing up in Saginaw, his father, an attorney, had a complete set of the “Oxford English Dictionary” and he made his three young sons study a page daily to learn new words. The volumes of the “Oxford English Dictionary” are actually extremely over-sized books. The collection takes up an entire bookshelf and the ratio is nearly one volume for each letter of the alphabet, except perhaps X, Y and Z. That is alot of new words to familiarize yourself with. Robb has continued this practice throughout his adult life. He owns a set of the “OED” at work and home plus the CD version is loaded onto his laptop. He continues to endeavor to pepper his speech and writing with unusual, sometimes archaic or quirky words and phrases.

“Imagination is more important than knowledge.”…Albert Einstein

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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7 Responses to Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

  1. my wife and I had a huge talk about onomatopoeia not too long ago, That is crazy… A whole page…

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    • lindasschaub says:

      Yes, I can’t imagine. And, I got a funny e-mail earlier this week and remembered it after our chat here. This will crack you up – use this one on your wife, next time she is doing this chore, or if you do this chore:

      I called an old friend and asked what he was doing.

      He replied that he was working on “Aqua-thermal treatment of ceramics,
      aluminum and steel under a constrained environment.”

      I was impressed…

      Upon further inquiring, I learned that he was washing dishes with hot water under his wife’s supervision.

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  2. Hahahaha… I will use that one!!

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    • lindasschaub says:

      I figured you’d like it and use it! Use it on the kids if they do the dishes sometimes (guessing not – they are kids – I didn’t do dishes when I was a kid.)

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      • I do make my kids do dishes. It seems to kill them inside though, lol. My 14 year old actually gets an added house hold privileges for doing them. Yet still finds it in his teenage heart to complain when I remind him DAILY he needs to load the dishwasher! I mean, he doesn’t even have to wash them by hand even!! Kills me…

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      • lindasschaub says:

        We never had a dishwasher here at the house, so it was done by hand. That’s funny your 14-year old complains having to load the dishwasher. I know … we had it hard didn’t we? (Not to mention walking in all that snow, up to our knees back-and-forth to school!)


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